class couple \\ l.s

my favorite hoodie.

i wake up from something heavy on me. and then i remember it. shit. it's harry. no no no. i try to move when harry wakes up. "morning" i hear him say with a raspy voice. fuck that's hot.

uhm no i mean. what have i done. why did i agree to cuddle with him? this is a huge mistake. 

"go off of me harry" i say. "what's wrong?" he asks. "well you slept here again and we cuddled. like WE cuddled, we hate each other" 

"i just asked for a cuddle because i couldn't sleep and you agreed, you could just turn away" harry says half yelling. "i don't know what i did okay!! i don't know why i fucked you, i don't know why i let you spend the night and i also don't know why i let you cuddle me!" i yell. "sorry" harry is now a little, scared? 

and now i remember last night. he came over because his parents were yelling at each other and he don't likes that. shit why am i such a dick. "i'm sorry for yelling at you harry, i wasn't thinking" i say with guilt in my voice. "it's okay" he answers. "i'm going to shower" he says. "i will use the bathroom downstairs you can shower in my bathroom" i say. "okay thank you lou" 

shit. i'm done showering and i forgot my underwear and clothes in my room. i wrap the towel around my waist and i walk back to my room. harry is already done but he is alone in his underwear. "lou can i borrow something from you? my clothes are still wet" he asks. "yes of course, i forgot my clothes in here" i say. "okay i will turn around so you can get dressed" "thanks" harry turns around and i quickly put my underwear on. "you can look" i say. harry turns around and i'm still only in my underwear. i see his eyes scan over my body. "like what you see huh?" i laugh. "yeah, what clothes can i wear?" his face is now bright red. "i will get dressed and then i'll look for you" 

"here you can wear this, i think it's big enough for you" i give him my favorite hoodie because it's really big, and some sweatpants that i think will fit. "thanks" "your welcome" i say with a smile. 

it's a few hours later and we're working on our school project. i don't know why but harry's acting really... uhm sweet or something? i don't have the need to argue with him. and that's good, i kinda like it like this. working on our project, making jokes and laughing. maybe we can be... 

friends?

wait no. that's weird. 

"i think i need to go home" he says. "oh o- okay" is my answer. "see you tomorrow at school" "bye lou" and with that harry walks out the door still in my clothes.